A poor boy who was born in a slum and has no background to back, as a major in the military, if it weren't for the fact that he was asking for credit in front of the prince's countercurrent, he would not have bothered to come forward to be this lobbyist in person.

In his opinion, as long as he speaks, unless he doesn't want to continue to mix in the military department, it is impossible for any recruit to refuse him, just like the opponent recruits who encountered against the current in front.

As for the conditions, if it sounds good, it is compensation, and if it is not good, it is charity.

Therefore, what is the specific compensation, he is too lazy to say at all, anyway, when the time comes, he will throw something casually, and I believe that a small recruit will only accept it as a baby, and he will never dare to have any dissatisfaction and complaints.

It's a pity that he guessed wrong this time, Mo Fan is not one of the recruits he met before, and he will not have any fear of a military major.

"That's it, let's go. ”

Mo Fan plucked out his ears, rolled his eyes secretly, and was about to close the door.

"Wait, what about your answer?"

The major was stunned for a moment when he left the letter, and found that this guy really planned to close the door, so he was in a hurry, and hurriedly blocked the door of the house and asked.

"What answer? Are you deaf or blind? You can't even understand such an obvious refusal, and you have to let me say it?"

Mo Fan pursed his lips, asked back impatiently, and then unceremoniously closed the door.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the door shut.

Before the major could react to the letter, he almost hit his nose, and his face turned red with anger, and the gentle and elegant just now disappeared in an instant, and his eyes continued to flash with a cold light of resentment.

"Brother?"

In the house, her sister Xiaoyu was holding a baby bear about the same size as her, with wide eyes and looking at Mo Fan worriedly.

Mo Fan was still yawning just now, secretly frowning and thinking about how to deal with this matter, seeing his sister Xiaoyu's worried gaze, he quickly put on a smiling face.

"Xiaoyu, good, it's okay, let's go back to the house and play. ”

Mo Fan touched the little girl's little head, comforted a few words, and then walked inside together.

The matter of the crown prince going against the current is indeed a little troublesome, but he knows very well that he has no way to retreat, so he can only face the difficulties.

Yes, Countercurrent is the prince of the Wasteland Reclamation Army, as long as he still wants to stay in the Wasteland Reclamation Army, no one dares to offend him easily, but Mo Fan has no choice.

In the Wasteland Reclamation Army, he has no background, and if he wants to be valued by the higher-ups, he must show his worth.

What is value? Enough potential, that's what it's worth.

Therefore, this recruit battle is his chance.

In order to get enough support and attention from Wei Lao, not to mention the crown prince's countercurrent, even if a bigger person personally came forward to threaten, he couldn't take half a step back.

What's more, the crown prince did not come forward in person, but only asked a major officer to come over and threaten him.

He has no background, no backing, if others casually threaten a few words, he will immediately choose to avoid it, so do you still need to fight the next recruit battle in the ring?

And once he admits defeat, Wei Lao will definitely be disappointed in him, and when the time comes, he really has no support at all, so he can only be kneaded by others.

These things are too complicated, and it is impossible to explain clearly in one or two sentences, and he doesn't plan to tell his sister Xiaoyu for the time being.

The little girl is still young, and she has already suffered a lot when she followed Zhu Hai around in the alliance countries, and now that he is following him, he just wants to give the little girl a relatively calm, happy, and carefree living environment.

In the afternoon, the battle in the recruit ring continued.

Mo Fan brought his sister Xiaoyu over and sat down, and it didn't take long for his face to change when he heard the sweet voice of the little girl from the military intelligence system over the ring.

In the first battle, his opponent was actually the prince of the countercurrent.

In other words, what the major officer said at noon was true!

Is this a coincidence, or did this major officer receive the news in advance?

Or are these simply the dark box operations of the military's top brass?

There are only eight people in the top eight, and the chance of him encountering the countercurrent prince is only one in seven, which is not too low, and it is not completely impossible.

The military's intelligent system is fairly fair and just, and with Lord Wusheng personally in charge, the military high-level just wants to do something, and it is estimated that there are also a lot of concerns.

"I hope I'm thinking too much!"

Mo Fan muttered to himself, temporarily entrusted the little girl to the care of the middle-aged man of the captain, and then he walked straight to the ring.

The crown prince was also unhurried, standing in the ring, he looked at Mo Fan lightly, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and a look of disdain flashed in his eyes.

"Let's shoot!"

A cold voice spat out from the mouth of the countercurrent.

Mo Fan pursed his lips, and at that moment, he unceremoniously put on a posture.

Baguazhang!

Bang!

With a muffled thud, he struck out like a thunderbolt.

Countercurrent's face changed suddenly, and he didn't seem to expect that someone would really dare to do it to him.

Without any defense, the prince was hit head-on, clutched his chest, and retreated more than a dozen steps in a row.

The faces of many of the recruits below have changed, and while the other recruits in charge of the base are secretly gloating, the middle-aged face of the captain in charge of the No. 9 recruits base is a little ugly, and he can't help but glance at Wei Lao's direction worriedly.

However, compared to these people, a group of high-ranking military officials seemed to be unmoved by the identity of the prince who was against the current, and they couldn't see anything unusual at all.

Wei Lao didn't look even more worried, but his eyes lit up, and he looked excited, as if he was still eager to see the prince of the reverse current being beaten by Mo Fan, and the corners of the captain's middle-aged man's mouth twitched, and he secretly smiled bitterly.

"You, do you really dare?"

Countercurrent stared up at Mo Fan in disbelief.

The recruit station started from the knockout round, and he has basically never made a move all the way to the present.

Every time he encounters an opponent, the opponent is all pretending to attack, but without exception, they are all showmanship, and he doesn't dare to hurt him at all, and he has long been accustomed to the opponent's various ways of admitting defeat, and he is very disdainful of these opponents in his heart.

This time, he suddenly met an opponent who really dared to hit him, and he was a little unbelievable.

"Countercurrent, beware, just a reminder, I won't be holding my hand in the future. ”

Mo Fan simply pretended not to understand the meaning of the words against the current, and put on a posture again.

Baguazhang!

The Baguazhang in the consummation stage is extraordinarily powerful, and a head-on hit is enough to seriously injure a person with one move.

Although the countercurrent covered his chest, he looked dangerous, but in fact, it was clear that the injury was very light, and Mo Fan obviously intended to keep his hand.

Anyway, this guy in front of him is also the prince of the Wasteland Reclamation Army, and he will also be a small soldier of the Wasteland Reclamation Army in the future, even if he doesn't plan to give in the ring battle, he has to save some face for others, right?